• reshmaantonygomez 24w


    I have been pouring out and out; for people.
    There was nothing incoming.
    I have been giving and giving; for people.
    There was no taking.

    I wondered how I felt hollow, all these time!
    like a bubble waiting for some needle to end its life-
    And for now, I will be pouring in and giving in into myself,
    Like how you fill water, to a dying plant.
    Like how you drink after a parched journey.